This is a song about "Silent movies"

So now you apologize and your silent

One hood with 20 four-four's like a cloned kobe bryant

Fuck all the movies about love they can shove it up a glove or down a somebody's dove

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

It's that r rated shit that you see in the movies

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Call me maeby fünke, making movies out of daydreams

And y'all kind of talk about but they're truly silent rhymes,

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

So now you apologize and your silent

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

His movies were just a fucking parody

I got these tats all on my arms

Silent ghosts can still leave marks.